Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Xiao Feng listened to Yelu Nanxian's explanation and sighed in his heart. If not for the careful guidance of Master Xuanku and Gang Leader Wang, he would never have achieved what he has today. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel sad. The death of his biological parents was inseparable from Shaolin and the Beggar Clan. Now he wants to use Shaolin's teachings to take revenge on the Shaolin sect's master abbot.

In fact, according to Xiao Feng's temperament, even if Xuan Ci has profound skills, he will take the initiative to break into Shaolin. It was the same when he dared to break into Juxian Village.

Murong Fu thought that Xiao Feng went west to learn martial arts because he was not completely sure, but in Xiao Feng's heart, his martial arts originated from Shaolin, so how could he use Shaolin martial arts to kill the monks of the Shaolin Temple? Even if he knew that Xuan Ci was closely related to the death of his biological parents.

"Brother Xiao has something on his mind?" Nan Xian couldn't help but curiously asked when Xiao Feng was silent.

Xiao Feng said: "I just remembered some past events. Miss Lao Yelu is worried about me."

Yelu Nanxian bent down sideways to receive a blessing. It had been more than a hundred years since the founding of Khitan, and the old customs of Khitan had long been abandoned. All customs were the same as those of the Han people in the Central Plains. Therefore, Yelu Nanxian, as the princess of the Khitan clan, had It was the Wanfu gift from the Han woman: "It was Nanxian's recklessness to ask Brother Xiao to take action earlier. Brother Xiao doesn't have to force himself for a while."

Xiao Feng was shocked and hurriedly clasped his fists in return: "Miss Nanxian, what do you mean by this?"

"Nan Xian just saw that Brother Xiao was nimble in dodging random arrows, as if he had good martial arts skills, but he didn't expect that Monk Hu's martial arts were so strong that even the golden guard was no match for him. If Brother Xiao were to be defeated in a moment If so, just admit defeat."

Yelu Nanxian spoke slowly, with a calm expression.

Xiao Feng couldn't help but be startled and smiled: "Could it be that Miss Nanxian is using the provoking method to provoke Xiao?"

Yelu Nanxian shook his head gently: "No, what Nanxian said just now came from his heart."

Xiao Feng looked at Bo Luo Xing, who was playing with Jin Tieshan like an old man playing with a naughty boy, and then at Nan Xian, who had a calm face, and said with a smile: "But if the three of us are defeated, Miss Nan Xian will Gotta stay put."

Nan Xian looked indifferent: "Life and death are destiny, how can there be any reason to let strangers take chestnuts from Nan Xian's fire?"

Nanxian's expression was like a calm lake, calm and calm. His expression seemed to be talking about an ordinary thing, not a matter of life and death. He was shocked for a while. He has always been very heroic and takes life and death lightly, but he doesn't want to think that there are people who take life and death matters more lightly than he does. She is still a woman. For a moment, she couldn't help but admire her and sighed: "It's a pity that Miss Nanxian is a girl, otherwise Xiao must be sworn in with Miss Nanxian."

When Nan Xian heard what Xiao Feng said, he couldn't help but smile, feeling that this big man who had not been with him for a long time was quite sincere, and said with a smile: "Okay, if Nan Xian turns into a daughter in the next life, she will become sworn sworn brother with Brother Xiao. "

Xiao Feng laughed: "Then we have to wait another hundred and eighty years."

Nanxian looked gloomy, knowing that Xiao Feng was trying to comfort him that he could survive this disaster safely, but looking at Jintie Mountain, which was already struggling, Nanxian couldn't help but feel that there was little hope.

After using the Five Tiger Soul-Severing Swords on Jintieshan Route 49, even Boluo Xing's monk's robe did not scratch a corner. Instead, he was exhausted and showed that he was at the end of his strength.

Bo Luo Xing saw that the other party's moves were too old, and he toyed with the opponent for a long time. It was enough. He couldn't help but taunted: "Five Tigers Soul-Destroying Knife? I think it is the Five Insects Death Knife! Just this kind of knife technique, and then practice it Twenty years is only worthy of slaughtering pigs and dogs."

Although Jin Tieshan was weak, he was furious when he heard that Monk Hu insulted his master's martial arts: "You are not allowed to insult my master's martial arts!" Destiny? This time, Bullfight was furious, and he used a big knife like a crazy tiger, kicking and hitting him continuously. This time, everything was completely messed up, just like a low-pocket disciple of a beggar gang fighting with others.

When Xiao Feng saw it, he couldn't help but sigh: Although Jin Tieshan is a straight-tempered hero, he falls into the trap too easily.

A cold glint flashed in Bo Luo Xing's eyes, and he sneered: "You don't know what is good and what is evil!"

After saying that, he smiled slightly, put his right thumb and index finger together, and gently clamped the oncoming big knife. The dry and thin fingers were in sharp contrast with the broad blade. Everyone immediately burst into exclamations. Everyone present felt that Monk Hu was crazy. Using two fingers to hit the broadsword was too much.

Jin Tieshan saw that the other party was so arrogant, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. His sword seemed to have no rules, but it was actually the essence of what he had learned in his life. His previous actions were just to take advantage of this Hu monk's mentality of underestimating the enemy and slash out this With just one blow, this knife could split even a hundred kilograms of stone, not to mention mere flesh, earning him the reputation of "The Mountain Sword" in the Heshuo area.

However, just when everyone thought that the scene of blood and flesh was about to appear, the next scene made everyone fall into a daze.

Jin Tieshan's broadsword, which was more than half a foot wide, was gently clamped by Bo Luo Xing's two fingers!

This scene was like seeing a ghost, and everyone felt a chill rising from the soles of their feet.

"What kind of magic did this Monk Hu use? Brother Jin, don't be merciful, just kill him!"

Some guards couldn't help shouting.

Jin Tieshan was in the middle of it, and he couldn't help but feel miserable. No matter how blue veins popped up all over his body, and his big face turned red, the sword that he usually commanded like an arm seemed to be cast on Boluo Xing's finger.

"Roar!" With a loud shout, Jin Tieshan kicked Boluo Xing's lower body directly.

A cold light flashed in Bo Luo Xing's eyes: "I don't know whether to live or die!" The whole body was shaken by the surging Qi. Jin Tieshan's huge figure flew backwards as if struck by lightning and fell to the ground. At the same time, Bo Luo Xing exerted slight force with his fingers, Jin Tieshan The broad blade was broken inch by inch like a wooden board.

However, Bo Luo Xing did not intend to stop. He roared angrily. He was dressed in a robe without wind. In an instant, his thin figure rushed towards Jintie Mountain like a charging tiger. He threw out a fist, which actually caused the sound of howling wind. , obviously the killer was moved: "Shameless, you barbarian, go to hell!"

"stop!"

"Bastard!"

Seeing that Jin Tieshan was about to die on the spot, the guards who were usually friends with him were angry and worried, and they all stepped forward to help, but they couldn't make it in time.

Bo Luo Xing just waved his sleeves, and the two guards blocking the way were knocked to the ground, unable to get up. The crowd was in chaos again, but Bo Luo Xing still punched Jin Tieshan.

Jin Tieshan knew that he would be unlucky today, so he couldn't help but close his eyes and silently wait for the last moment to come.

Just hearing the sound of "Peng", Jin Tieshan slowly opened his eyes. The fatal blow he imagined did not come, and Bo Luo Xing's figure had already retreated three feet away, and Xiao Feng was blocking him like a majestic mountain. In front of him.

Xiao Feng looked cold and said in a cold voice: "Master is not a Shaolin monk. Where did Master learn these seventy-two unique Shaolin skills such as the Flower Finger and the Diamond Fist!"

"None of your business! I was taught by the monks from Shaolin Temple. Why do I want you to mind my own business?" Bo Luoxing's chest was rising and falling. He originally thought he could kill Jin Tieshan with one move, but he didn't want this mysterious man to appear. Just now, in the flash of lightning, everyone was stunned. Before they could see clearly, the two of them exchanged four or five moves. Bo Luo Xing was almost caught by the unknown man's wrist and restrained his veins. Thanks to his wonderful Tianzhu yoga skills, which allowed him to shrink his bones and change his shape, he was able to fend off the opponent's grappling skills.

Although the other party was involved in some mental arithmetic and unintentional calculations, he almost suffered such a big loss right after the fight. How could it not make Polo Star frightened?

"What Kung Fu did you use just now?" Polo Star said angrily.

Xiao Feng smiled coldly: "Why don't you, master, tell me where the master's seventy-two unique skills come from? How about I explain it to you?" Bo Luoxing said coldly: "It turns out that I was peeking at the Buddha's magical skills, don't even think about it!"